4 puking flowers a holocaust of black and blue bruises

1 ghost of your antebellum kiss murmurs of moccasin wind smuggled a hailstorm of your tears as the graveyard of my crucified sky splattered sawdust rain, resembling a tumbleweed paroxysm of a pollock painting

2 phantom pinstripes and rebel raindrops in memory of august and a girl with faraway eyes

1 wildflowers for your funeral i traced the skinny veins on your palm, trying to chase yesterday under your skin

2 checkmate queen the sky is a paradox, spitting out blasphemies

1 hit and run romance ( because good girls always fall for the bad boys )

3 footprints and rose petals let me taste the accident of your final breath

1 sunday obituary since there was no evidence of a staircase leading drunk poets from the earth to the stars

1 it will not always be summer » your love is like a virus, quarantined inside my heart (a pillowbook)

1 d r e a m s c a p e she lived in the city of angels with makeshift wings stapled on her spine